Please Read

A while back, before I took leave, I mentioned a 'big project.' Unfortunately, I never got around to writing it. Now, I still have doubts about it, but if I could get some comments on this opening, then we'll see. Please, tell me what you think.

I don't know how you'll find this, or if you'll understand it; they tell me things will work out, and I believe them. But, if things really do turn out okay, then everyone needs to know this. What I'm about to say is the story of how the world changed. I can't say for sure, but I think I'm the Messiah, for whatever that's worth now.

I guess it would help if you knew who I was . . .

My name is Jacey Newlan. It's been twenty-six years since that's mattered, but I'll occasionally say it, just to remind myself. I can't describe myself now, mainly because I've simply forgotten how to. I couldn't tell you the time of day now, or what color the sky is. The only thing I've kept together for all this time is this story. The Story, if you want to be dramatic. I've been turning over and over how to tell this, fighting to keep every detail as clear and precise as it was when the whole thing happened. Everything else just slipped away . . .